Not seeming to mind, Mara asked, “Do you think Tyler could be the one to pop that cherry? Take your v-card. Deflower that perfect little pus—” “Mara!” I cried, laughing through my horror. Birdie and Tess were laughing too, the sound blending with the hot tub jets. But they quieted, and the question was still there. Could Tyler be the one to take my virginity? And I nodded, because I had a feeling he could be more than my first time. He could be the one. Birdie’s eyes widened at a spot behind me, and she muttered, “Finally!”
